Chapter 35: My Master Is Strange

The forest's atmosphere seemed to have changed since entering the cave. 

Sigurd closed his eyes, following their path back. Each step is slow, strolling at ease while embracing the forest's sensations.

Despite feeling that everything had changed inside his mind, he could feel that the forest remained the same.

He enjoyed the distant cries of beautiful birds flocking to the trees and listened to the special melody of the golden leaves blowing in the wind remained charming. It became a place of comfort and peace for Sigurd.

No longer one of darkness, fear, and anxiety.

Sigurd felt he could roam and hunt the monsters and Agmar without a problem.

His gaze focused on Eva. A beautiful and confident half-elf with azure hair and eyes wandering through the path they both spent sneaking in the past.

"It feels different... Like in two weeks, so much happened, right?"